He was taken aback when I asked specially about the girl. So after little pressure he started to spill about her, unknowingly that it was my wife itse...f.He confirmed that after much pressure and request from the photographers he choose those picture for display and those photographers arranged that girl for him too. He got the pleasure to fuck her in a hotel just a day before he called me. Just the condition was that she arrived at 4 in the evening and departed at 6 in the evening. I didn’t go. I was kinda horny since I knew he was looking down my vest instead of the computer. I had to find a reason to touch his crotch, so I reached over his lap to grab a pencil and 'accidentally' dropped it on his crotch. He dick was rock hard. He laughed and ask did I like what I felt. I nodded and he bent down to kiss me. I stopped him and went and closed the door to his office. When I turned around he picked me up and toted me back to his desk. He lifted my vest and started to suck my sore. On the fourth night of my solitude, a hoard of vast shark fins, some twenty feet tall, terrorized me, rising and plunging on all sides, gently bumping and knocking my frail wooden shell. I felt and heard the vasty breath, smelling of fish, and realized that these were no shark fish, but some sort of whales, air breathing creatures of the sea. I suspected they were the dreaded 'Wolf Whales' of lore, but aside from curiosity, they offered me no harm.A storm blew onshore the next morning, I had to. I felt his cock hardening against my thighs.He licked around my nipples, softly bit them, pinched them, twisted them…All made me super horny. I was getting weaker and weaker, moaning like,-www…Aaahh…S!-And he was even more turned on and his actions became even more frequent. He sucked, licked, bit, pinched, twisted, pulled my nipples till they turned down again. Also he groped, kneaded and squeezed my boobs.After that, he repeated kissing me down to my pussy and started sucking it. I was.